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GIFT  OF 
John  C,  Lynch, 


DRIFTING 


BY 

T.   BUCHANAN    READ. 


ILLUSTRATED 

FROM    DESIGNS    BY    MISS    L.    B.    HUMPHREY. 


PHILADELPHIA  : 

J.    B    LIPPINCOTT    COMPANY. 

715    AND    717    MARKET    STREET. 


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COPYRISHT, 

1880, 
;Y   J.  R.  LU-PINCOTT   &    Co. 


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"IV /TY  soul  to-day 
Is  far  away, 


Sailing  the  Vesnvian  Bay; 
My  winged  boat, 
A  bird  afloat, 
Swims  round  the  purple  peaks  remote : — 


"DOTJND  purple  peaks 
It  sails,  and  seeks 

Blue  inlets  and  their  crystal  creeks, 
Where  high  rocks  throw, 
Through  deeps  below, 

A  duplicated  golden  glow. 


AR,  vague,  and  dim, 

The  mountains  swim  ; 
While  on  Vesuvius'  misty  brim, 
"With  outstretched  hands, 
The  gray  smoke  stands 
Overlooking  the  volcanic  lands. 


~TN  lofty  lines, 

'Mid  palms  and  pines, 
And  olives,  aloes,  elms,  and  vines, 
Sorrento  swings 
On  sunset  wings, 
Where  Tasso's  spirit  soars  and  sings. 


II  EKE  Ischia  smiles 
O'er  liquid  miles; 
And  yonder,  bluest  of  the  isles, 
Calm  Capri  waits, 
Her  sapphire  gates 
Beguiling  to  her  bright  estates. 


HEED  not,  if 

My  rippling  skiff 
Float  swift  or  slow  from  cliff  to 

cliff;- 
With  dreamful  eyes 
My  spirit  lies 
Under  the  walls  of  Paradise. 

Under  the  walls 
Where  swells  and  falls 
The  Bay's  deep  breast  at  intervals 


At  peace  I  lie, 
Blown  softly  by, 
A  cloud  upon  this  liquid  sky. 


The  day,  so  mild, 

Is  Heaven's  own  child, 
With  Earth  and  Ocean  reconciled; — 

The  airs  I  feel 

Around  me  steal 
Are  murmuring  to  the  murmuring  keel. 


the  rail 

My  hand  I  trail 
Within  the  shadow  of  the  sail, 
A  joy  intense, 
The  cooling  sense 
Glides  down  my  drowsy  indolence 


"TTTITH  dreamful  eyes 

My  spirit  lies 
Where  Summer  sings  and  never 

dies, — 

O'erveiled  with  vines, 

She  glows  and  shines 

Among  her  future  oil  and  wines. 


TTER  children,  hid 
The  cliffs  amid, 
Are     gambolling    with    the 

gambolling  kid; 
Or  down  the  walls, 
With  tips}7  calls, 
Laugh    on    the    rocks    like 
waterfalls. 


fisher's  child, 
With  tresses  wild, 
Unto  the  smooth,  bright  sand  beguiled, 
"With  glowing  lips 
Sings  as  she  skips, 
Or  gazes  at  the  far-off  ships. 


deep  bark  goes 
Where  Traffic  blows, 
From  lands  of  sun  to  lands 
of  snows : — 


This  happier  one, 
Its  course  is  run 
From   lands   of   snow  to 
lands  of  sun. 


/  \  HAPPY  ship, 

To  rise  and  dip, 

With  the  blue  crystal  at  your  lip ! 
O  happy  crew, 
My  heart  with  you 

Sails,  and  sails,  and  sings  anew! 


"VTO  more,  no  more 

The  worldly  shore 
Upbraids  me  with  its  loud  uproar! 

With  dreamful  eyes 

My  spirit  lies 
Under  the  walls  of  Paradise ! 


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